“You lit the candles,” Colt said, and turned the bottle up, draining the wine before setting the empty bottle back on the nightstand. He rolled back over, drawing Jace to him. “I’m pretty drunk.”
“You know, at any time, you can just tell me and we can switch. We don’t—”
“I want this, Jace. I want you.” Colt palmed the back of his head, tugging Jace down for one of the most tender kisses of his life. Colt didn’t rush. He eased himself back and pulled Jace completely over him. Jace anchored himself on his forearm, and carefully pushed his leg between Colt’s spread thighs, all the while devouring his sweet mouth.
It didn’t take long for Jace to slide his hand low and find Colt’s balls. He held Colt’s sac in the palm of his hand; his fingers circled the base of his cock. He slowly massaged Colt’s balls and stroked him in the same rhythm as the kiss. His effort was rewarded by a thrust of Colt’s hips, jerking forward as a low moan escaped his lips.
Jace broke free from the kiss, and Colt protested, fighting the move until he realized Jace intended to suck him. He spread his legs wider and slid his fingers into Jace’s hair as he nibbled and licked his way across Colt’s chest. He teased each nipple with his tongue before continuing to trail soft kisses down his stomach. Jace took his time until he reached the tip of Colt’s cock. Under his inspection, a drop of pre-come formed on the tip. Jace’s mouth watered at the sight. He needed to taste Colt like he needed to breathe, and his cock twitched in Jace’s hand as if it had read his thoughts. Jace gripped Colt tighter and lapped at the wetness. His eyes never strayed from Colt’s flawless face.
“We need condoms and lube. Did you bring any? I have some if we need them,” Jace said. Colt kept his intense gaze trained on Jace. Colt didn’t say a word, but lifted his hand, fumbling with something at the top of the headboard.
“I didn’t want you to think I assumed this,” Colt said. His voice came out deep and husky, his need very clear. Colt produced massage oil, lube, and condoms, showing them to Jace before dropping everything within easy reach. Jace reached for the bottles, but Colt stopped him, pulling Jace toward him. Colt met him halfway. The kiss was hot, intense, and full of something Jace couldn’t name.
“Thank you for coming here with me.” Colt kept Jace’s face in his palms, his blue eyes boring holes straight into his soul as he spoke the words.
“Promise to tell me if I hurt you,” Jace whispered, running his thumb across Colt’s bottom lip.
“I want it to hurt a little,” Colt whispered and bit at Jace’s thumb. The move broke the spell of the kiss, and Jace grinned, pushing the tip of his thumb between Colt’s parted lips. He wasn’t disappointed with the swirl of his tongue. Colt sucked his finger in the rest of the way. He couldn’t help the moan, imagining his own cock in Colt’s sinful mouth.
“You’re so freaking hot, Michaels. As much as I love watching you suck my thumb, I have bigger plans for you. I wanna show you how good this can be. I need to be buried balls deep inside you, and I will be, but I want you good and relaxed before we start.” Jace removed his thumb and reached down to grip Colt’s thick dick again. In one swift move, he slid down Colt’s muscular body, engulfing him almost to his root. A hiss came from above, giving Jace a clue he’d done it right. All in all, this was where he excelled. Jace closed his eyes, opened his throat, and deep throated Colt on his second try. Colt’s hands threaded in his hair, and he could taste the salty tang of Colt’s orgasm already forming.
“Fuck that feels good,” Colt growled. Jace lifted his gaze to see Colt’s hooded eyes focused on his mouth. He made a show of swirling his tongue up and around, delving in Colt’s slit before taking Colt deep again. This time he slid his fingers down Colt’s crease. Colt gave a slight clench as Jace circled his rim. As much as Colt wanted this, he wasn’t ready, and Jace needed him to relax. He slid Colt back down his throat and buried his nose in Colt’s dark curls. Colt’s scent filled his senses.
Jace’s dick throbbed at the heady smell of raw male need mingled with the fresh coconut bodywash he must have used in the shower. Jace wanted this experience to be perfect and he wanted this to last. But he knew it wouldn’t by the way Colt began to buck into his mouth. He pulled his mouth from Colt’s length.
“Don’t stop.” Colt gripped his arms as he rose.
“Shh, we’re gonna do this right. Turn over.” Under protest, Jace helped Colt to his stomach. Colt tried to turn back, but Jace held him in place by straddling his thighs. Jace picked up the oil, squirted some on his hands, and rubbed them together before he began to slowly massage Colt’s back. The deep moans turned sensual as Jace started at the broad shoulders.
Colt was built. His muscular body tanned, fit, and now well-oiled. Jace applied pressure to Colt’s back, making sure he paid special attention to his teres major and trapezius muscles as he worked his way down, slowly and methodically. Colt groaned loudly as his firm muscles began to unknot and relax, yielding under Jace’s gentle persuasion. The massage turned into its own kind of foreplay as Jace took the time to run his hands up and down every inch of Colt’s body.
“I love the way you feel. I want you so bad,” Jace whispered. He couldn’t resist taking small nibbles of Colt’s tanned skin, quickly replacing the small teasing bites with light kisses across Colt’s back and down his spine. Jace shifted his straddle, causing his cock to slide against Colt’s ass. Colt slightly lifted his ass higher at the contact, and Jace’s cock wept with anticipation as he slipped along the crevasse.
“You’re killing me,” Jace whispered, forcing his body to slow down.
“Yeah? Well, I think you’re a tease, cheer boy,” Colt mumbled, his voice partially muffled by the pillow. Colt looked relaxed. His arms splayed out where Jace had thoroughly rubbed the tension from each one of them. Jace smoothed his hands down Colt’s spine, until he finally started to massage Colt’s ass. He kneaded each firm globe, and then used his thumbs to spread Colt’s ass cheeks as he slowly slid his finger over Colt’s rim, admiring his puckered hole. The move had Colt slightly lifting his ass, moaning at the subtle contact.
Jace tore his eyes from Colt and reached for the lube. After coating his fingers, he slowly pushed one into Colt. He was tight at first, but Jace took the time and continued to work him, pushing his finger deeper before adding another. He slowly scissored them.
“Oh, fuck! That feels so… different. Fuck, it feels real good!” Colt moved against his fingers. The time he’d taken was working. Colt relaxed and opened up to him, and he watched as Colt fucked himself on the digits.
“I wanna see you,” Colt whispered into the pillow. “I wanna watch you.” And he somehow managed to turn over onto his back with Jace still straddling his legs.
“You’re so beautiful, Jace. I need to memorize everything about you so I can remember this moment while I’m on the road with the team and can’t get home to see you.” Colt’s words were slightly slurred, either from the wine or the relaxing massage. He didn’t respond to Colt’s words. He couldn’t. They said too much. Jace slid the condom in place, slicked his own dick with the lube, and coated his fingers again before sliding his knee between Colt’s thighs. Colt spread his legs, and Jace moved in, pushing his fingers back into Colt, making sure Colt hadn’t tightened in the turn.
“I can tell you don’t believe me. I know you don’t, but I mean it. I wanna figure this out between us. I want you waiting on me when I get home. I want this…” Colt’s words faltered and his cock began to leak pre-come over his stomach as he experienced the pleasure of Jace’s thumb rubbing his prostate.
“Fuck, that feels too good. I’m gonna come, Jace!”
“No, don’t come yet.” Jace reached up and gripped Colt’s cock, squeezing it tight in his fist. “Hold off, baby. I want to be in your ass when you come for me.” Jace stared deep into Colt’s eyes, gripped his own cock, and rubbed the head against Colt’s rim.
The moment was perfect. Jace pushed against the tight ring of muscle, and Colt instinctive
ly bore down, opening for him. The time Jace had taken to prepare Colt had worked. He slid easily the rest of the way inside. He froze as his own world tilted on its axis as Colt’s tight chute gripped him.
Jace wasn’t exactly sure what happened. One minute he was upright, looking down into Colt’s eyes, and the next, he was lying tangled in Colt’s arms, resting on his chest. Colt’s legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, urging him deeper. Colt’s body was moving with his in a gentle, easy rhythm filled with more need than he had ever experienced in his entire life.
“You feel so good stretching me,” Colt whispered and continued to roll his hips into Jace. Jace kept his eyes closed, concentrating on not blowing his load too soon. Colt’s breath tickled his ear and neck, floating across his skin like a sensual touch. Jace anchored his forearms under Colt’s shoulders and placed his hands under the back of Colt’s head, tangling his fingers in his thick hair, all the while concentrating on carefully moving his hips.
“Am I hurting you?” Jace lowered his face to whisper in Colt’s ear.
“Not in a bad way.” Colt shifted his hips as he answered, pushing his head back against Jace’s palms, the cords in his neck strained when he lifted his hips trying to match Jace’s thrusts.
“You’re so tight. I don’t know if I can hold off.” Seconds passed as Jace worked up the strength to move faster. He bent his knees, digging them into the mattress while pistoning his hips. Colt wasn’t letting him go. He had a death grip on Jace, using both his arms and his legs to keep a tight hold. Jace managed to untangle his fingers from Colt’s hair and slide his hand between their bodies to grip Colt’s cock. Colt jerked his hips forward and came instantly between their bodies. Colt wasn’t quiet when he came; he yelled unintelligible words as his body tensed and gripped Jace tighter. Jace couldn’t hold back any longer, either. The smell and feel of Colt’s release sent him quickly over the edge. Colt’s ass clenched around him, milking Jace as he drove harder inside Colt, shouting his name while riding out his own orgasm.
Everything stopped for Jace in that moment. The entire world came to a standstill as Colt gripped him tighter. Colt hadn’t relaxed after the orgasm; instead, he stayed tense and kept a tight grip on Jace. He had no choice but to fall back onto Colt in a heap, letting him support his entire body weight.
Neither spoke for a long time, both just lay there, panting. Colt kept him wrapped in his arms for several long minutes while they caught their breaths.
“It was perfect, thank you,” Colt whispered into Jace’s hair. He was limp now, but still inside Colt’s body. Colt’s hips were still angled up, keeping them together. “I wanna do that again.”
“You’ll be sore, Colt,” Jace whispered, kissing Colt’s neck. He tried to rise again, but Colt held him in place.
“It felt so good to have sex the right way. I don’t wanna let you go. I don’t ever wanna let you go, Jace,” Colt said and yawned deeply. Slowly the tension began to ease from Colt’s body, his arms relaxed their hold, and his legs loosened. Jace tried again to pull out of Colt. If he didn’t move soon, the condom would come free, but Colt still wasn’t ready to let him go.
“I won’t ever forget this night, it was perfect. You were perfect,” Colt whispered. Again another yawn slipped out, and Colt kissed the top of Jace’s head.
“Thank you for tonight, Jace,” Colt whispered again seconds before he heard a soft snore. Finally, Jace untangled himself. It took a minute. The long night, all the alcohol, and the forty-five minute massage that ended with mind-blowing sex had taken a toll. Jace smiled down sweetly at Colt as he crawled from the bed and stood.
They were a mess. There was definitely a wet spot in the bed and Colt was laying on part of it, but he didn’t seem to care. He slept as peaceful as a baby, and Jace again connected to Colt in that minute. His breath hitched, his head swirled, and his heart skipped several beats. For the first time in his life, Jace knew exactly what he wanted.
No way would this end well, it couldn’t. He shouldn’t let his guard down and tie himself to a closeted Colt. Everyone on campus talked about Colt being a first round draft pick, and even if that didn’t happen, Colt was surely going to be picked up by some professional football team. He’d have a long career in the NFL.
The NFL equaled jocks, and jocks equaled homophobes. They wouldn’t be so welcoming if Colt ever decided to come out. Jace certainly couldn’t help the feelings developing inside him, but his head was very clear on where all of this was headed. No matter how many times Colt told him differently, Jace lived the life of a gay man in the sports world.
The only other clear option didn’t seem appealing at all. Could Jace be Colt’s hidden secret? He looked down again at the sleeping Colt, before turning away. Shit!
Chapter 6
Jace swiped at the annoying tickle on his nose. He tried everything in his power to stay asleep. The sun was rising, and the warmth already coated his skin. Colt’s awesome sunglasses kept the brightness away. He had his own ocean wave lullaby urging him back into the comfort of his dreams. And boy, did he love his dreams. Colt was there, naked, about to suck him off again. Yeah, dreams were just the bomb.
The damn insistent fly wouldn’t leave him alone. Jace carefully turned over on his stomach, keeping the suntan thing going and the sunglasses in place. Sleep came quickly, and Colt was still there waiting to take his dick back inside his mouth. Seconds before Jace was to slide back into Colt’s warm mouth, the insect fluttered across his back, and then down around his ass. The small swim suit he wore gave no protection as the fly crawled down between his legs.
Jace bolted up, prepared to battle the bug to its death, only to find Colt sitting beside him laughing, using something he’d found along his early morning run to tickle him awake. “Are you gonna sleep all day?”
“Maybe. You kept me up all night,” Jace lay down on his back, turning his head toward Colt.
“Okay, we can sleep if you want, or when I was in town yesterday preparing our night of love, I found a cool brochure on a sightseeing tour off the Na Pali coast on a big catamaran with dinner and drinks. I also read something about a hike that sounded pretty cool. I thought we could check it out first and then head over to the cruise. The hike looked pretty intense, but I think a cheer boy can handle it. There were waterfalls and tucked away beaches, and it’s supposed to be so far above sea level you can see everything. The pictures looked cool. I was thinking we could do that today,” Colt said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Jace just stared up at him.
“What?” Colt asked after several silent seconds.
“Like go out somewhere together in public?” Jace finally asked, propping up on one elbow.
“We don’t have to. I can stay here and have sex with you again, and again, and again. I just thought you’d like to see the island. Give your ass a little break,” Colt said, grinning. The sex idea seemed to take root. After a minute, Colt’s eyes darkened and his grin turned wicked. He leaned forward, coming in for a kiss as he grazed his hand down Jace’s stomach, sliding inside his Speedo.
“No, wait. What if we see someone we know?” Jace said, stopping Colt from kissing him, but not the hand sliding into his swimsuit. He wasn’t stupid, and with that thought, he rolled his hips forward and lifted his leg, bending at the knee, giving Colt full access to everything he had going on down there.
“We can’t go as a couple, but we can go as friends. We can just say I saw you and we decided to team up. Our dates didn’t wanna do it. I like you getting hard in my hands and my mouth. Did you like that blow job I gave you this morning? It was my first. I need practice on opening up my throat like you do,” Colt said, pushing Jace’s swim trunks down.
“Okay, it’s settled, blowjob first, sightseeing second,” Jace said, spreading his legs as Colt moved to lie between his parted thighs.
“Blowjob first, fucking you second, and sightseeing third,” Colt corrected, seconds before he slid the tip of Jace’s cock inside his mouth. Jace lost
all reason as he dropped his head back on the beach towel, savoring the warmth of the sun and the eagerness of his hot lover.
Jace sat strategically across a four top table from Colt, wishing there would have been another table open. Unfortunately, the cabin was full by the time he and Colt went through the buffet line. All the good seats were taken. He picked at the shrimp dinner he’d chosen off the buffet. They offered fish, chicken, and shrimp, and every plate came with two scoops of rice, one scoop of macaroni salad, and pineapple bars for dessert. The odd combination was something his healthy side seemed to reject, but he justified all the extra carbs because who really cared what you ate when you sat across the table from Colt Michaels.
They were late getting to the trails, but managed to spend the rest of the morning and early afternoon on the hike. They hadn’t been able to hike the full Kalalau trail like they’d planned, since what Colt thought would be a short hike surprised both of them. They only got as far as Hanakapi’ai Beach before turning back in order to make their dinner cruise in time.
Another big time destroyer was the secluded make-out session in Colt’s rental car. Jace successfully fought Colt’s octopus arms, keeping his clothes in place while they sat in the parking lot of the cruise line. Colt did everything he could to talk Jace out of getting on this boat and just going back home. But in Jace’s far too reasonable mind, Colt had already paid for everything in advance; he spent a couple hundred dollars on the dinner cruise alone, and he felt like they needed to see it through. Besides, in Jace’s estimation, they were doing a great job at pulling off the friends deal, and he really wanted to see the amazing coastline from a huge catamaran. Who knew if he would ever be back in Hawaii again?
Based on all the female attention at their table, Jace decided he might not have been wise in insisting they eat in the main cabin. The girls wouldn’t leave them alone, they never got a minute’s break from all the attention, and there was zero chance to look out on the Hawaiian coastline. Every available table had an obstructed view. No matter how Jace twisted or turned, he couldn’t keep an eye on the island as they passed by.
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